My Hymns, In The East کے بول

Puteri Ortha Bulan My mistress of beauty Dancing on this cold breezing moon By the side of Buluh Perindu I hear the forbidden symphony A pattern, a mockery, a hymn Under the darkened blue sky Magickal words spoken with double tongue Mystical arrival of sharpened claws Let dignity be the pride And forward to the enslaved The infernally feast The striving old forest Old grasses turn to gold Crying fauna in blood red tears Awaiting for the seal O my beauty from the sea Lit up the torches So the dark is lighted Even brighter than the sun The golden throne behind me.